Yanqing: '(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻'
The young Cloud Knight felt the anger in his heart surging upward. To be fair, Yanqing did not consider himself a hot-tempered person.
In fact, compared to the vast majority of people, Yanqing's temper could be described as excellent.
As a prodigy of his generation and the future Sword Champion of the Luofu, although Yanqing's temperament was somewhat impetuous, it was still within an acceptable range. Or rather, as a genius, it would be suspicious if he had no arrogance at all.
The little girl before him might be several decades younger than him, inexperienced in the world, and lacking in manners, but that was absolutely not grounds for her to provoke him!
"Fine, it's a deal! Let's spar once more!"
Yanqing took a step forward, gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist, his gaze cold and sharp.
If they fought again, he did not think he would lose. Although their previous spar at the Exalting Sanctum had ended in his defeat, he did not believe it was because the opponent was superior in skill.
It was only because of the environment at the time that he could not go all out.
After the Phantylia incident, Luocha and Jingliu had been escorted to the Xianzhou Luofu for interrogation. Before that, however, his ancestor Jingliu had taken some time to personally instruct him in swordsmanship.
As the most promising candidate to become the next Sword Champion, Yanqing's talent was rare in the world. In just a few days, he had comprehended a move of his own from Jingliu's ultimate technique "Ephemeral Blossom, Dreamfall of the Heavenly River"—"Heavenly River Cascade."
This move possessed astonishing power and an extremely wide range, attacking indiscriminately within its area. Yanqing believed that if he used this move, the arrogant little girl before him would definitely fall to his sword!
"This…"
Seeing his disciple looking so fired up, a bitter smile appeared on Jing Yuan's face. He awkwardly scratched his silver hair, then cast an inquiring look at Huaiyan.
"General Huaiyan, the Martial Exhibition Ceremony is coming up soon. Why don't we let the two of them…"
Jing Yuan pondered for a moment and made the suggestion. Just as he said, the Martial Exhibition Ceremony would begin shortly.
If Yanqing got injured in a spar with Yunli before then, who would serve as the sword defender for the Xianzhou Luofu's arena?
Anyway, with Yanqing and Yunli's strength, the two children would definitely meet in the final matches. It would be better to let them settle their differences on the martial stage of the Celestial Astral Exhibition.
"Hmm… General Jing Yuan makes a good point. Then let—"
Huaiyan nodded, agreeing with Jing Yuan's view. However, just as he was about to speak, a hearty laugh suddenly interrupted him.
"Hahaha, there's no need for the two generals to do this." The speaker was Feixiao. She suddenly stood up from her seat, walked to Yunli's side, and then made a gesture toward Yanqing.
"Uh—!"
Seeing Feixiao gesturing at him, Yanqing was first stunned, then stood up from his seat with some hesitation and walked to Feixiao's side.
"Young people are full of vigor. Since you two wish to spar, I will approve it on behalf of General Jing Yuan and General Huaiyan!"
Jing Yuan: '...…'
Huaiyan: '...…'
The two generals of the Seat of Divine Foresight and Candle Dragon looked at each other, both seeing helplessness and speechlessness in the other's eyes.
What kind of situation was this? The two of them had not agreed yet, but Feixiao had already approved it for them. Could she not see that they were not very supportive of this spar?
However… things had already come to this point. They had no room left to object. Feixiao had already spoken so decisively. If they continued to block it, they would appear petty.
"Since General Feixiao has already said so, then Yunli, Yanqing—prepare yourselves a little. We will meet at the martial stage of the Seat of Divine Foresight in a quarter of an hour."
General Jing Yuan nodded to the two and spoke thus.
"Thank you, General Jing Yuan!"
"Disciple obeys Master's instructions!"
Hearing this, Yunli and Yanqing were instantly overjoyed. The two exchanged a glance, both seeing intense fighting spirit and gunpowder in each other's eyes. Then, as if by agreement, they both snorted coldly and left first to prepare for the upcoming match.
Watching the two leave, Feixiao withdrew her gaze, turned around, and looked at Huaiyan, whose expression was somewhat unpleasant. She smiled faintly.
"General Huaiyan, are you confused by my actions?"
Hearing Feixiao's words, Huaiyan was first slightly stunned. The slight dissatisfaction in his heart immediately turned into puzzlement.
"Why does General Feixiao say that?"
"General Huaiyan, although my words may be offensive, frankly speaking, you are already over a thousand years old. In some ways of doing things, it is inevitable that you will think in the most steady and cautious direction."
Feixiao spoke eloquently. At this point, she paused slightly, then fixed her gaze on Huaiyan. After the latter stroked his beard and nodded, she continued.
"But me, Yunli, and Yanqing are different. Compared to the two of you, we are still young. Young people are full of vigor and vitality. Constantly suppressing that is actually not a good thing."
"There are still more than ten days until the Martial Exhibition Ceremony. Can the two of you guarantee that Yunli and Yanqing will not have any new clashes or friction during this period?"
Hearing Feixiao's words, both Jing Yuan and Huaiyan fell silent. Indeed, as she said, even as long-lived species, Huaiyan and Jing Yuan could be considered elders in terms of age.
Their rich life experience made them tend toward steady thinking in both daily affairs and overall planning, sometimes causing them to overlook details.
"Hmm, this old man has indeed been negligent on this point. Thank you for the reminder, General Feixiao!" Huaiyan slightly lowered his head, intending to bow in thanks to Feixiao.
"No need, General Huaiyan. I merely expressed my own opinion. How could it be called guidance? Please don't trouble yourself, General Huaiyan." Feixiao hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Due to their height difference, she could only slightly bend her body.
One tall and one short, one young and one old—the scene looked somewhat strange.
"Hahaha, truly heroes emerge from the young. General Feixiao, this old man previously had some reservations about your position as General, but now I feel that you are truly worthy of the title of General of the Skysplitter!"